Pyromaniac

Oh to see my curtains in a state of upheaval

My wardrobes and vanity reduced to ashes

The very bed I sleep on burnt to the ground

 

The ecstasy in death

The excitement in the prospect of the fire

A bit of insanity. A bit of ire.

A whole moment of self-destructive behaviour

 

A bit of pathetic fallacy to quieten my mind…

For at least this destruction I can see.

Representative of my mind

My life

The ashes, obstacles I can see

 

It would be easy to start a fire I can see

Than have one made in my mind against my will and inconveniently.

 

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